World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Italian
I spoke several times, to the great terror of Bottecchia, who feared I
was too hazardous, with Austrian soldiers I met in the woods. I adopted
the theory that the best way in which not to arouse suspicion, and to
avoid being seized, was to play one’s cards with audacity. For
instance, at times when I must cross a district in which I feared to
meet gendarmes, I waited for a military wagon with some kind-hearted
driver, preferably an old soldier, and I asked him if I might ride with
him. Usually he offered no objection and so I was certain to be safe
because the gendarmes would not dream of arresting a man who was with
one of their soldiers. To gain the good graces of the soldiers and to
commence a conversation I asked them for a bit of tobacco and exchanged
some flour for it. They were usually well pleased with this barter and
so they adopted a rather friendly, confidential, tone and told me their
feelings and opinions. I spoke to them in German which, I told them, I
learnt during the many years I worked in Prussia as a mason, as might
be true of many of our mountaineers. They spoke sincerely with me, but
when their army was mentioned, even though they were not very
enthusiastic about the war, they hid their true feelings and
opinions, prompted by shame and a sense of discipline. The different
nationalities which compose the Austro-Hungarian army mutually hated
one another. An intelligent soldier explained to me that what we
considered the weakness of the Austro-Hungarian army was really its
strength, because the government, by taking advantage of the schisms
and divergences, applied with excellent results the old system of
“Divide at Impera.” For example, when a Bohemian regiment revolted, and
in these times mutinies were frequent, it was easy to find a Hungarian
regiment eager to fire on the rebels. With the exception of the few
Italians, all the other peoples of the vast empire were united by their
great sentiment of devotion towards the House of Hapsburg. For example,
once on meeting a group of Slovene soldiers who seemed unusually
hilarious and joyous, I stopped them on some pretext and asked them the
reason for their unbounded glee, and one of them answered they had just
seen the Emperor, their Charles; that he had stopped and spoken
familiarly with them, and that they had been able to express all their
reverence for him by repeating the word, “servus-servus.”
The soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian army were very badly informed on
military matters and when they asserted one thing, the very opposite
was sure to occur. For instance, they now assured me that the places of
Austrian divisions, which were leaving for the French front, would be
taken by German troops, whereas, I was certain from reports received
from Brunora that the condition of the Germans would not permit them to
send a single man to our front.
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